"There are still a few days left, how could something like this happen?"

Ning Qi's face was gloomy, he glanced at Ning Haotian, and waved his hand, trying to put her into the space package.

But what followed was a burst of surprise.

He had forgotten that Ning Haotian now had a glimmer of life and was no longer dead, and could no longer be put into the space package.

Feeling the terrifying aura of the group of ancient gods outside, Ning Qi's mind turned rapidly, and the next moment, he made a decision.

Taking out a jade slip, Ning Qi carved a paragraph on it, and then slapped it on the spot. A large hole appeared silently on the ground. Ning Qi placed Ning Haotian's ice coffin in it, and then walked toward it.

Long Yunluo said:

"You stay here with her, and I will lay down a forbidden law. Your aura is very weak, and her aura is even weaker. It will not be easy for the other party to detect you. I will go out and lure them away. Remember, don't

Make a sound."

Long Yunluo nodded as if she understood, but she also felt that the atmosphere outside was very dangerous. Out of the instinct of life, she was silently placed on the ice coffin by Ning Qi.

Later, Ning Qi filled in the hole again.

Just after finishing all this, the door was kicked open by several figures.

"There's another fish that slipped through the net."

The leader of the Leng family monk smiled lightly and casually attacked Ning Qi.

The other few people did not take action. In their opinion, all the masters of Lingyuan Pavilion were dead, and the rest were just kittens and small fish. If they, the great sages, took action, wouldn't they be able to catch them?

Ning Qi sneered and slapped her backhand.

The terrifying power swept away from several Leng family monks. After taking this slap, Ning Qi walked out from them without even looking at them.

When Ning Qi walked out of the courtyard, the bodies of these Leng family monks suddenly turned into

Star points, dissipated in the air.

Until death, they were unable to react.

Lingyuan Pavilion has been turned into a Shura field.

There are dead bodies everywhere.

"Master Beixuan, help me——"

A Lingyuan Pavilion disciple ran towards Ning Qi, followed by several Leng family monks who were playing like cats and mice.

Ning Qi took a step forward, protected the disciple behind him, and said calmly to the Leng family monks:

"Why did Lingyuan Pavilion offend you? Are you going to do this cruel thing and leave no one behind?"

While he was talking, his mind had been paying attention to the movements of the group of ancient gods. They seemed not to pay attention to Ning Qi. A few of them noticed Ning Qi, only glanced at it briefly, and then focused their attention elsewhere.

"Offended? Lingyuan Pavilion has never offended my Leng family, but Tai Lao calculated that one of you would threaten the Leng family's status in the ancient world of gods in the future, so he came here to eliminate him.

If you want to blame it, blame it on your own bad luck, because you have to be a disciple of Lingyuan Pavilion."

The other party glanced at each other, then smiled lightly at Ning Qi.

"Just because you calculated that someone in Lingyuan Pavilion will threaten the Leng family in the future, you will kill the family and sect indiscriminately?"

Ning Qi was startled for a moment, then a hint of sneer appeared on his face: "It's a good trick."

The next moment, he raised his hand and killed these Leng family monks directly.

"Whether you can survive or not depends on your own destiny."

Ning Qi glanced at the Lingyuan Pavilion disciple, shook his head slightly, then rose up from the air and rushed out of Lingyuan Pavilion.

At the same time, in the process, he took away the lives of a large group of Leng family monks with a wave of his hand.

This method, which is comparable to the ancient gods, finally attracted the attention of the Leng family monks. Even Leng San on the battleship

Young Master also cast his eyes on Ning Qi.

"It's the Holy Lord."

Old Yu smiled lightly.

"The means are extraordinary. Several holy masters were killed by him just now, right?"

Third Young Master Leng said calmly.

"Eh..."

Yu Lao suddenly counted with his fingers, and then pointed at Ning Qi with a solemn expression: "It's this son! The future disaster of the Leng family should be on this son!"

"Is it him?

Doesn’t it mean it’s impossible to be precise?”

Third Young Master Leng was slightly startled.

"It was impossible to be precise at first, but after seeing him, the fog dissipated a bit and the context became much clearer!"

Mr. Yu looked at Ning Qi solemnly, his eyes a little strange. Could such a holy master threaten the Leng family's status in the ancient world of gods in the future?

The Leng family kills countless ants like this every day!

"Let Leng Fan take action and capture him alive."

Third Young Master Leng said.

"Third Young Master, just kill him directly to avoid a long night of nightmares."

Yu Lao suggested.

"No need to kill him, I want to see what makes him outstanding."

Third Young Master Leng smiled lightly and shook his head.

When Yu Lao saw this, he could only smile bitterly, and then said loudly: "Leng Fan, capture this boy alive."

"yes!"

An ancient god who was watching the excitement immediately responded and then chased Ning Qi at an extremely fast speed.

During this process, the attention of the Leng family monks was focused on Ning Qi, causing many Lingyuan Pavilion disciples to quietly escape from the siege.

But Mr. Leng and Mr. Yu don't care about this anymore. All they want is Ning Qi.
Chapter completed!